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The morning is still night
as I awake.
Steps to the bathroom
I take.

Cold water
awakens my soul
Seeing you sleeping,
reminds me i’m whole.

I kneel by you
and pray.
Thanking Him,
for you and today.

Then I kiss your forehead
as you lay their sleeping.
Realizing their was purpose,
in all those nights of weeping.

I waited,
for you.
We are one,
no longer two.
 Feb 2018 Kaylee
Lady Grey
Colors
 Feb 2018 Kaylee
Lady Grey
Some people make me think of colors

A hue for everyone
Some just ooze it
In the way they talk
And laugh
And walk

When they’re happy,
They turn brighter
And glow

When they’re sad,
They dim
And fade

But no matter their mood
Or state of mind,
Everyone paints whatever room they’re in
With their beautiful colors
 Dec 2017 Kaylee
Matthew Vargas
Hours and hours, I paint flowers without many cowers until you came and opened my heart.
Now I'm falling apart.
I wished and hoped for forever, but we never even got together.
I was a fool.
A miserable fool filled with the illusion of love and believing you were an angel sent from above.
I loved you.
I loved you more than the soft sketches on my skin, more than the morning sun.
Now, my love, look at what you've done-
You played my heart and I played the fool.
I was a great distraction wasn't I? A wonderful tool...
I've said goodbye.
But I won't lie,
I'll never find someone like you
But if only... If only we had been true.
Not that it matters. I don't matter. It's fine and I understand that now, I was the one pushing and rushing.
You were the one ******* and fussing.
And that's fine
By the end of this rhyme
I'll find someone new.
Someone unlike you.
Failed.
 Dec 2017 Kaylee
Aisha Ella
His "I love you" came swiftly.
Like the monsoon pouring down on a leaky roof
Those three words broke through my defences.
At first they were an ambrosia;
They sustained my life and our relationship.
At least for a short time.

Then "I love you" became an excuse;
For absences, and purpose-filled accidents.
And I ignored the warning signs, the flashing lights.
I pretended like "I love you" was enough...

...But it wasn't.
His "I love you"s were like band-aids on bullet wounds;
Like using play dough to fix cracks in concrete walls.
But I rationed our good memories,
I held on as tight as I could to our love
And watched as it slipped through my fingers.

His "I love you"s became poison,
That seeped deep into my bones,
And turned blue skies grey,
And turned light into darkness,
And slowly killed whatever semblance of love
I fooled myself into thinking we had left.
 Dec 2017 Kaylee
luis
low on battery
 Dec 2017 Kaylee
luis
10:00 A.M.
Battery: 100%

12:00 P.M.
Battery: 80%

2:00 P.M.
Battery: 67%

4:00 P.M.
Battery: 45%

6:00 P.M.
Battery: 30%

8:00 P.M.
Battery: 10%

10:00 P.M.
Battery: 0%

10:03 P.M.
Notification: You have one unread message:
from Andrea

"i love you ♥"

10:03 P.M.
...
Battery: 100%
for all the boys and girls who still yearn for love in our digital age
 Nov 2017 Kaylee
Seema
Realisation
 Nov 2017 Kaylee
Seema
"In the realms of tomorrow
I'll lay out my sorrow
In the realms of yesterday
There was nothing much to say
In the realms of today
I showed you the highway"*
You've being too arrogant from the start
And acted aimlessly to be smart
You let me down in front of our friends
As a result this has come to an end
Yesterday you never made a call
Today you show up with another doll
I got your meaning of love today
You change dolls every second day
Soon you may realise my worth
But then it will be too late ofcourse...


©sim
Fictional write.
 Nov 2017 Kaylee
Seema
Heart Breaker
 Nov 2017 Kaylee
Seema
The love in your eyes
So deep

The blush on your face
So cute

The smile you put on
So enlightening

The words you speak
So soothing

The way you walk
So ****

The moment you left
So heart breaking*


©sim
 Nov 2017 Kaylee
Seema
Love
 Nov 2017 Kaylee
Seema
When we love too much
Trust, loyalty and care flourishes  
At a point we break as such
That love for each other perishes
The heartbreak, the feelings ache
And the relationship, just vanishes...


©sim
 Nov 2017 Kaylee
Vulpes
Grab a feather
                                            Open your soul.

Grab some paper
                                         Make it your own.

And a small feather
                                             Shall be a brush,

And a small paper
                                        Your poems' canvas.
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